Mandala

Am        D       Am         D
I lost my place in the world;
Am      D      Am
It left me behind.
Am           D    Am  D
Now my soul is unbound
        Am     D
and my mind is free to roam
D
around, around...
Am, D

Am                                                              D
Thoughts drip down to words on a page all scrawled in a foreign tongue.
Am                                                     D
Circles tending towards the center leads you back to none.
D
You can cry, you can beg, you can plead, you can pray...

Am                D                   Am            D
You may doubt it, apathetic, but you never had control.
Am          D             Am               D
You saw what you wanted, but the rest was terrible.
Am             D           Am               D
Pull back the curtain and reveal the guilty so
Am                 D              Am        D
the veil can be lifted and the well will overflow.

F                Am
You've been here before.
F           Am
You've seen it all,
G         F
but your conscience won't recall.
F                      Am      F         Am
And your eyes are barely wide enough to recognize
G                   F
what your heart keeps giving up.

G                   Am    F
And someday it might win
G                Am    F
if your mind's giving in.
G           Am     F
Just try to lose yourself;
G                Am  F
or do your best 'til then.

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